Doa Seorang Hamba

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This song that I wrote is from the bottom of my heart.
We may believe in different Gods but we came from the same One.

So, let's pray!

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And finally she says yes

By: Shakif Suhaimi
Class: 5 Bougainvillea

My third essay yang cikgu aku beri sebelum exam haritu. Cikgu kata suruh buat cerita yang romantik and happy. Tapi aku rasa aku tak mampu nak buat cerita bergenre sedemikian. Rasa macam susah je la. Hehe, sorry Teacher Amy. But I'll try to make an essay about something related to romance to be posted here one day. One day tu bilalahkan? hahaha. 

Biar aku ceritakan serba sedikit tentang essay ni. Ia mencerita kan tentang....Ala bacalah kalau nak tahu. Hehe. Kalau ada komen, sila komen kat comment box kat bahagian bawah ye. Ye la, manalah tahu kot kot ada banyak salah grammar ke, boleh jugak betulkan untuk aku supaya aku takdela melakukan kesalahan yang sama aje bile tulis essay atau karangan. Ape-ape pun, enjoy...

p/s: gambar tu sekadar hiasan ye...
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        Sara and I were friends since childhood. It started when she moved next to my house. I still remember the date she moved in, 20th December 2000. It was during the holidays before school season began. My mother was the one who introduced me to her. Since then, we became friends. We developed our friendship as both of us entered the same school in the year 2003, standard one. Plus, she was my classmate for the next six years, until now. So, we became best friends by time, and during that time, I developed something in my heart. Now, every time when I go out with her, I still feel that in my heart. It is love.

        Coincidentally  we manage to get into the same university and the same class. We met Rezza, a rich, smart and handsome student, which was also my roommate at the hostel. His father, Encik Rahman was my father’s best friend.His family is nice. They get nicer to me as they know that my father had died few years ago. Anyway, it was his father who supported me for my scholarship. Knowing that, my mom and I owe him our lives. 

        Ever since Sara and I knew Rezza, she never stopped talking about him. When we hang out together, she talked about how smart Rezza is. Every time after classes while we were sitting at the cafe having a cup of coffee, she spoke about how handsome he is to her. In a day, almost 24 hours she mentions his name, even in the Facebook. I wonder what is wrong with her. But, I loathed it for sure. Even though, I just kept quiet and listened. One day, Sara told me something while we were hanging out at the cafe after a class.

        “Danny, “

        “Yes?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled.

        “You know what? I think I am in love. ”

        “What?!”

        “Yeah, I am in love right now, “she said again and smiled while gazing at a cup of hot latte on the table.

        “Well, with whom?” I asked.

        “Let me guess, with Rezza?” I hoped it was not him that she meant. 

        “Yup! You are right. ”My heart sank. I was taken aback with her answer.

        “He already took my heart since we first met, you see. I do not know why, but I feel that my heart is always with him. He is driving me crazy. Guess what, yesterday he proposed me to be her girlfriend. I was so happy. I…I am happy. ”she smiled.

        “Ehm…I am happy too! “I said, tried to smile even it is hard.

        “Yeah? You are happy for me? ”

        “Yes of course. “

        “Me too. He will be my soul mate one day. I hope so…”Soul mate? What about me?

        “…and you will be my best friend forever. We will be together no matter what happens. “

        ‘Best friend? Yes, best friend. I should know the boundary and must not cross it. Why am I so dumb? ‘Take note Danny, you and Sara are just friends, not more than that! As long as she is happy I will do anything,’ said my heart. I hoped that she will never know my feelings to her. It will be complicated.

        “Having a hard time?” I turn my head. Mom passes me a glass of tea before sitting beside me at the rooftop. I take the glass and have a sip. The cold night breeze of the semester holiday forces me to hug myself. 

        “Thanks mom. “

        “What did I do?”

        “Thanks for the tea. It tastes perfect, “I praise.

        “It is the same tea that you have been tasted since you were small. Anyway, it is my pleasure. “We smile. Then, we keep silent for a while.

        “Is there something you want to share with me?” Mom asks breaking the silence.

My face turns gloomy. I keep quiet for a second and take deep a breath before saying, “It is about Sara. “

        “Let me guess, you like her and she does not know that?” I nod, slowly.

        “I like her a lot. We have been friends from the time when we were kids. We share a lot of things together. I still remember how she cried when Haziq and his gang were bullying her. Then, I came to help but I was beaten up by them. She helped me on my bruises and at that time, she had stopped crying. I felt healed when I looked at her. She looked so worried. I saw that in her eyes. But, she was worried as a friend. Not more. It took years for me to be ready and tell her about this. Now, she is with someone else and I think that I should not…“My voice starts to shake. Less than a second, I sob in front of mom. She stares at me and grabs my left shoulder with her left hand.

        “Cry if you want to. It is the best way to make you feel better. ”Then, I cry.

        “I love her, mom. I love her!”I put my head on mom’s shoulder and cry louder.

        Khatijah, Danny’s mother, smiles. The situation was just like the old days when Danny was a little boy. He will sit on the roof until the night ends. Every time when it happens, she will always lend her shoulder. 
She pats her only son and stares the sky. ‘Give him some strength, God, the All Hearing. I am begging You. My son needs You’. She shed her tears.

        Kring! Kring!

        I wipe my tears and take the call as my phone rings.

        “Hello? “

        “Danny! “

        “Sara? “I look at mom.

        “Listen, I want to share with you the biggest moment in my life! “Sara shouts.

        “Okay! Okay! Relax. Now, tell me slowly. What is it? “I wonder what is happening.

        “Okay. Emm, Rezza asked me to have a dinner with him. So, I said yes. At the restaurant, when I was drinking my sparkling juice, I almost gulp down something, and guess what? It was a ring! It was a ring, Danny! He proposed me in front of everyone. Oh my God, I was so happy! “My face turns gloomy for the second time.

        “Then, I said I want to go to the ladies, and now what am I suppose to do? I have not given him a single answer yet. He is out there waiting for me. “I gaze the stars and keep quiet. ‘Come on Danny, you should be happy for her. She is getting married. ’

        “Danny? “I am still quiet.

        “Danny?! “I look at mom. She gives me her sweetest smile like always.

        “Danny??!! “

        “Just say yes… “I answer.

        “Go out, meet him and say it… “I say, and let the tears drawn on my flawless cheek.

        “Do you think so? Okay… “She takes a deep breath before I hear the sound of a door opens.

        “Rezza… “Her voice gives me all jitters. I am shaking to hear it.

        “Sara! So, what is your answer? Will you marry me? “Please say no. Please Sara, say no.

        “I…I do not know what to say, I say…, “and finally she says yes. 

The Most Embarrassing Moment In My Life

Hey guyz...assalamualaikum and selamat sejahtera...harap2 korang semua sihat wal 'afiat di bawah lindungannya...I'm currently dekat asrama tengah menjalani 'perkampungan ilmu' bulan Mei 2013.  Memang sangat memenatkan tambahan pulak kerja rumah yang dibekalkan oleh cikgu-cikgu kesayangan aku dan kawan-kawan yang kene disiapkan and hantar lepas cuti. Hurgh!! 

So, harini aku nak meng'share' dengan korang semua 2nd English Essay yang telah aku brainstorm yang menjadi homework aku untuk subjek english. Soalan ni cikgu aku bagi waktu dalam kelas. So, akupun buatlah dengan tungkus lumusnya menyiapkan essay yang cikgu bagi ni walaupun grammar tunggang langgang. But, inilah hasil kerja keras aku sendiri...bacelah...

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        My friends are all gathering at the river watching a dead body. The gloomy morning turns havoc. A body of 17 years old boy was found dead earlier this morning by one of my friend. Bloated. It is Steven. He is floating on the river’s surface widen his mouth and eyes as wide as possible but the soul was not there. I stand there behind the group, staring at him and giving the smile of gratification. Two days ago our school held a summer camp at Ruin Forest. It was the happiest moment in my life as I could not have this with my parents even for an hour. We built the tents quickly `under Mr. Anderson’s instruction soon as we reach here. The sky gets darker as the camp was fully built. That night, we get loud beside the camp fire singing and strumming David’s guitar. We broke the tranquility of the night, sharing jokes, stories, sang songs, laughing out loud and eating barbecues. We were really having fun that night. I started to feel the bond between us-my classmates except Steven. I intentionally break it-the bonds. He was the most annoying person that I have ever known since form 1. Being with him for 5 years in the same class was just like I am in a place of state of supreme misery. Now, he is dead. No more Steven. No more suffer and agony.  

        “Kevin, wake up! It is already six in the morning!” Steven’s loud voice interrupted my sleep. I slowly woke up and showed him the Shrek’s angriest face ever. For a while, I thought, why did I share my tent with him in the first place? His voice was ear-deafening. “What?! What do you want?” I said but still in sleepy mode. “It is already six, Mr. Anderson told us to get ready for our first activity. Now take your towel and get ready,” Steven said with a mother tone and gave me my orange light towel. He never was being this kind to me. What was into him? Maybe he was still drunk because of last night. But, we did not drink any alcohols. Plus, Mr. Anderson would kill us if he knew it. What a weird boy. Sleepy, I grabbed my towel and went out of the tent and walked towards the nearest river to take a shower with my eyes closed. Suddenly, someone held me on the shoulder and led me to somewhere I did not sure but I just followed because I was super sleepy. The person brought me to the right and to the left. Few moments later, I heard the sound of water flowing came from a river. A gentle morning wind forced me to shiver a coupled of time as I was half naked because the only thing that I wore was my towel.

        We walked through a few short bushes before we finally stopped. “We are here, “he whispered. The voice sounded familiar. “Here? Where? You mean the river? “I asked but my eyes still closed. “Yes, the river, “he answered before he chuckled. I smelled something wrong in the situation. The cynical aura shrouded me. “Aaaa...! “A girl’s voice made me to open my small eyes. I saw Jenny, Maria, Gabriela, Patricia and all of my girl friends were staring at me. I was the core of the attraction when I found myself in the girls’ territory. I looked behind. I was bomb shelled. The person who led me here was Steven. He gave me a satisfying smile. “We are here! “He said it again and quickly pulled off my towel. The girls shouted a notch higher. I stared in surprised as I get myself in my birthday suit. The obstreperous condition we encountered as running and screaming from the females were all that I could see and hear, and I was the one who triggered it. Steven laughed out loud watching me without a string on my body. I was humiliated and mortified. I ran away and get into my tent hastily. That was the greatest humiliation I have ever experienced. It was the most embarrassing moment in my life that I will never forget.

        ‘Naked boy! Naked boy! Naked boy... ‘Steven and my friends were encircling me with their jeering words and tone. I shut my ears as their voices crescendo-ed. Their jeering faces forced me to lock my eyes. “Please stop...! I say stop! “I shouted. “Stop it! “I opened my eyes. Relieved. It was just a dream. My face was covered by sweats. I glimpsed on the blue clock beside me, it was three o’ clock in the morning. I turned my face and stared at Steven on my right. Steven. The human I hated the most in my life. I stared him grimly and clenched my teeth. Suddenly, something popped out into my mind. I get closer to him and put my hands around his neck. Without further thinking, I squeezed his throat like a washed laundry needs to be dried. He opened his eyes widely before struggled to escape. To prevent him, I banged his head with my head, and in a split second he died. I quickly lifted his body and went to the nearest river beside the camp and threw it. Soon, I get into the tent, to continue my sleeping and pretend like nothing happened.

        “...and when I woke up, he was gone. I thought he went to the toilet. But, then I heard loud voices out of the tent. So, I decided to check on what had happened, and I was knocked for six when I saw Steven’s body floating in the river. I...I...I do not know what to say... “I sob. The police officer then grabs my shoulder and say, “I understand...may God bless your best friend. We will let you know if there is any information about his death soon. You may go now ““Thank you police officer, thank you very much. “I walk and smile cynically, leaving the policeman obliviously being fooled.

Kenapa Aku Still Single?

Aku ade meng'usha' satu blog ni...tuptup keluarlaa pulak entri bertanya kepada blogger tu kenapa dia masih single...secara kebetulannya semua yang dia nyatakan kat dalam blognya sama 100 peratus dengan apa yang ade dalam hati aku selama ni...so inilah sebab-sebab mengapa aku still single...

1. sebab aku pun tak berapa nak pasti sama ada aku nak bercouple pun tak.. walaupun aku ada syok kat seseorang tapi takde dalam fikiran aku harap or fikir nak orang tu jadi partner aku.. kalau aku dah rapat dengan orang tu pun dah buat aku rasa happy..

2. maybe aku ni berharap orang lain yang akan cari aku melainkan aku yang cari orang tu.. macam harap ada seseorang datang try nak pikat or buat lamaran lah.. but sampai sekarang takde pun orang buat macam tu kat aku.. 

3. definisi aku tentang 'macam mana hubungan orang macam kita' ini seharusnya berlaku adalah agak complicated.. aku tak lihat daripada segi kalau orang nak berkasih-sayang, mereka perlu declare tentang hubungan mereka.. misalnya macam kata "he's my girlfriend", "he's my lover".. but, instead we declare it as 'love relationship', aku nak ia jadi 'flirtationship'.. maksudnya, 'more than friendship, but less than relationship'.. 

 4. aku juga tak ada keyakinan yang orang akan suka/jatuh hati pada orang macam aku ni.. aku pun tak tahu kenapa.. kalau ada orang kata yang dia suka kat aku, macam aku susah nak boleh terima hakikat orang suka kat aku.. sebab aku tak rasa orang akan suka orang seperti aku.. macam aku fikir aku ni bukanlah type yang usually orang akan suka.. 

5. tak berkeyakinan pada diri sendiri.. takut kena reject.. mungkin tak rasa diri ini menarik sangat kot.. tapi hakikatnya rupa takde lah buruk sangat juga.. 

6. kebiasaannya, aku ada masalah untuk nak tunjuk perasaan aku kat orang lain.. macam kalau aku marah or tak puas hati kat seseorang, usually orang lain takkan boleh perasan.. sama lah kalau aku kalau suka pada seseorang.. 

7. sebahagian dari diri aku still fikir hubungan perasaan adalah sesuatu yang agak lain.. sebab itu aku teragak-agak untuk bercinta.. dan kerana itu juga lah, sebalik kita anggap ia adalah hubungan cinta, alternatifnya aku nak ia jadi satu 'flirtationship'.. sebab aku fikir ia adalah pilihan yang lagi bagus, daripada rasa bersalah untuk bercinta .. sebab aku ni biar pun tak alim, but memang timbul rasa bersalah kalau aku bercinta.. rasa bersalah pada Tuhan lah..

8. mungkin sebab aku tak romantik.. jadi fikir rugi lah kalau orang dapat lelaki macam aku ni..

9. sampai mana hubungan ini akan bertahan?? tapi pada masa yang sama, memang ada wujud perasaan untuk mahu disayangi oleh someone yang kita sendiri pun sayang juga..

10. aku tak tahu sama ada aku betul-betul jatuh cinta atau pun ia hanya sekadar satu mainan perasaan kalau aku suka seseorang.. usually memang ia hanya satu mainan perasaan je.. sampai sekarang, aku pun tak pasti sama ada aku benar-benar pernah jatuh cinta ataupun tak.. and sebab tu lah, kalau aku jatuh hati pada seseorang, aku akan pastikan betul-betul kalau perasaan aku itu benar-benar telus..

11. aku fikir aku ni jenis yang tak laku.. even ada je yang kata aku ni muka elok je.. tapi serius aku cakap, aku fikir aku jenis yang tak laku..

Video yang sangat bermesej

Assalamualaikum...post menarik untuk bulan ni!!! sebenarnya video ni aku terjumpa dekat dalam laptop ni haah...bila tengok video ni buatkan aku rasa sedih...abaikan tentang unsur agama lain dalam video ni...yang aku nak tekankan dekat sini ialah tentang mesejnya...video ni memaparkan tentang sebuah keluarga campur-cina kahwin dengan india yang baru kehilangan seorang ahli dalam keluarga mereka iaitu si bapa yang merupakan seorang yang berbangsa cina. Seperti kebiasaan, si isteri akan mengucapkan kata-kata terakhir buat si suami sebelum dikebumikan. Namun, ucapannya bukanlah mengenai pujian tentang si suami. Malah, dia menceritakan kekurangan suaminya. Bukanlah dia ingin memburuk-burukkan si suami, tapi dia cuba beritahu kepada semua orang yang menghadiri majlis pengebumian suaminya ter masuk anak-anaknya tentang kekurangan suaminya yang menjadi kesempurnaan di matanya. Like what people say " the little imperfections that make him/her perfect to us ". Diakhir ucapannya, dia menasihati anak-anaknya untuk mencari seorang pasangan yang 'beautifully imperfect' sepertimana ketidaksempurnaan suaminya yang menjadi kesempurnaa baginya.

Dunia Remaja Akip to Cerita Imaginasiku

Assalamualaikum...bertemu kita lagi dalam rancangan Dunia Remaja Akip!!...Eh...lupa pulak...blog akip kini dah bertukar namanya...iaitu JENG JENG JENG!!! Cerita Imaginasiku...iyelaah, memandangkan blog ni pun dah buat 'make over' sedikit, so, nama pun kenalaa make over jugak...Hahaha...

Akip post nipun just nak beritahu korang semua yang blog akip ni dah berwajah baru...tema warna yang dipilih ialah warna biru...kenape? sebab warna kegemaran nak buat macam mane? kan?!...header pun dah diubah sedikit untuk menyerlahkan lagi blog ini...dan menyerlahkan bakat aku yang terpendam ni...Amacam? cantik tak??-ceh perasaan...haha...

Overall, sume content still same cuma ade perubahan dari segi background, header, post title, ect...but ape2pun content same aje...alaa bukan korang nak tengok pun apa yang aku buat dalam blog ni...ni kan sume imaginasi aku...I imagine that my blog is famous right now....shriiiing!!!...

So, I think thats all for today...hope to see u guys in my next post. Entah bilelaa tu...maybe berkurun nak tunggu my next post...cuz i'm the SPM victim this year...so wish me luck guys. I'll pray for ur victories...cuz victory is our's...Assalamualaikum...

Allegro Bangkitlah!

Assalamualaikum....
hey guys...long time no see! akip rindu dekat korang semua...apa khabar? sihat? akip harap semua sihat di bawah lindungan-Nya. Well, sejak masuk asrama ni makin susah nak online. So, bile dah dapat, online bagai nak rak sampai keje rumah pun terbengkalai. Alaa nanti2 laa buat keje rumah tu. Haahaha!

Akip ada something nak kongsikan dengan korang semua, terutama kepada warga Allegro-walaupun diorang semua tak jenguk blog yang usang ni-. ALLEGRO. Salah satu rumah yang melengkapkan Sistem Rumah di SM Sains Tapah. Allegro mewakili rumah biru. Rumah kuning ialah Presto, hijau ialah Cresendo, dan merah ialah Spirito. Keempat-empat nama ini diberi berdasarkan nama rentak musik.

Sejak tertubuhnya SM Sains Tapah, Perak, Sistem Rumah di sekolah ini telahpun menonjolkan ciri2 Sistem Rumah SBP yang berbeza dengan Sistem Rumah Sukan di sekolah-sekolah harian biasa. Para murid yang aktif dalam membangkitkan semangat rumah masing2 menjadi salah satu faktor peningkatan martabat Sistem Rumah di sini.

Buat anak2 buahku-ceh...jiwangla pulak- hmm...sebagai informasi untuk pahlawan Allegro, di bawah merupakan senarai guru Allegro yang  berdedikasi. Hahaha. Asal aku gelak?!

	ALLEGRO (BIRU)
1	Pn Suzana Bt Mohamed Husain (Penyelaras Rumah)
2	En. Muhammad Fazdhly B Abdul Mutalib (Ketua Rumah)
3	Cik Noor Hazimah Bt Mohamed (Pen. Ketua Rumah)
4	En. Mohd Halmi B Ab Halim
5	En. Muhammad Afandi B Daud
6	En. Saiful Adli B Ismail
7	En. Mohd Hamdi B Mohamad Yusoff
8	Pn. Mazlina Bt Muhamad
9	Pn. Siti Rahmah Bt Sa'adon
10	Pn. Nor Adlina Bt Omaruddin
11	Cik Ummi Syahira Bt Jemsari
12	Cik Natasha Bt Kamaruzaman
13	Pn. Noor Aisyahida Bt Elmi
14	Cik Nurul Ainaa Bt Abdul Rashid

ALLEGRO...

Visi

Melahirkan Allegrorian yang cemerlang daripada segi Jasmani, Emosi, Rohani dan Intelek berdasarkan Falsafah Pendidikan Kebangsaan.

Misi

Allegrorian hebat di darat, di lautan dan di udara.

Moto

Verve  Vanquish  Victory 

Harapan akip kepada pahlawan Allegro untuk bangkit dari lena, tempatkan Allegro nombor satu SESTA dan membuka mata rumah lain bahawa Allegro bukanlah rumah yang boleh diperkotakkatikkan. Hopefully my Allegro warriors understand my vision. Bangkitlah Allegro! kalau tak nak sokong rumah, SOKONGLAH DIRIMU!! Kita ditangga merangkak. Ayuhlah kita berlari! -hoping person-

By the way, yang bakal duduki SPM & PMR, akip ucapkan Selamat Maju Jaya. Study elok2-termasuklaa aku-ngehehe

Yang Berharap,

Shakif Suhaimi

(KETUA RUMAH ALLEGRO)

When I Saw Her...

            The hall was rich with decoration. Turquoise and white is the only colour that caught my eyes as I sat my foot into the assembly room to commemorate my friend, David’s love with his dearly beloved girl, Alicia. There I was in a black suit in the middle of the commotion came from thousands of unknown humans. Shouts of between the children chasing and playing with their friends and well proper parents having a chit chat like its been forty years of disconnection adding the merriness in the wedding hall. The sweet couple smiled to the guests sharing their happiness and joy. It was the core of attraction. But, the bridesmaid caught my attention. She was my heart of attraction. I looked at her from behind the photographers and crowds. It was breathtaking and my heart skips a bit to see the most beautiful creation I have ever seen before. She smiled at me as she realized that I was gazing at her. Despite the couple, she was the one who mesmerized me with her white pinkish cheek, long black hair and her gorgeous bridesmaid’s dress. It was when I saw her, Crystal Bowersox, I, Kurt Cutterfield fell in love for the first time.

            “Your friend, isn’t she’s beautiful?” Asked Jack. That question popped out during breakfast and it surprised me. “I wanna know her. Do you have her phone number?” He asked again. I suddenly lost my appetite that morning. “Yes I do,” I answered but with a sense of uneasy “but...” “Can you tell me later? I really want to know her,” said Jack Cutterfield, my only brother. I gave him a mild smile and say, “okay.” I deeply penitent for asking Crystal to have a night at my house to complete our assignment. Since the wedding day, I found out that Crystal has been one of the students in the university I was in. Coincidentally, she took the same course and she is in my class but I have never noticing that before. We met in the class hall for the second time and end up being best friends. One day, Miss Scully, a strictly old curly haired woman with her round shaped spectacles-our lecturer, gave an assignment to be completed. So, Crystal and I would not want the tigress to get ferociously angry. We quickly completed our task together. The problem solved for Crystal, but for me, another problem showed up. My brother is planning to get Crystal. Little that he knows I liked her very much. No, I love her! You do not deserve to get her, my heart shouted loudly. But, I still cannot tell her how much I loved her. Afraid that she would Friend-zone me. Two months later, they got engaged and they will be married in one month. I just cannot do anything except to watch and shed my tears.

            Nobody knows that I have this feeling inside of me. I kept it secretly. She was sitting beside me, wearing a wedding dress while gazing out the window. It was a stormy day as I was driving carefully heading to the church. One month is over. She will be married in an hour. Silent and mute shrouded the situation we are in. “Crystal,” I said, breaking the silence. She looked at me as I glimpsed at her and focusing back to the road where the 'racers' racing towards their destination. Then I said, “I want you to know something.” Her eyebrows touched. “What is it?” She asked. “I...like you,” that word simply slips from my mouth. “Yeah...I like you too. That's why we are best friends. It's because I like to be with you, right?” she replied. “No..., what I mean is...I love you. Since the day I saw you at David’s wedding, I was already in love with you.” “What?!” Her eyebrows touched again. She gawked me. “I know it sounds weird but I just want you to know that my feelings to you are from the bottom of my heart, and I feel sad because you will get married.” Crystal was taken aback with my words, but even more this time.

            “What are you talking about?! This is wrong. Are you out of your mind? I love Jack!...He's your brother aren't you supposed to be happy for him?” Her voice gets a notch higher. “Look, I can explain...” “No! I hate you! Stop this car!” She tried to stop the car while I was struggling with her pressure. The monstrous laugh of the thunder shocked me as the car I drove was moving uncontrollably. “Crystal stop it!” I shouted but she seems to get more aggressive. Suddenly, the car catapults and turned 360 degrees before banging the ground. It swept aggressively right in the middle of the lane and stopped. Bloods are all over my face, and so do Crystal. She was unconsciously leaning towards the window. I tried to wake her up but it was futile, and I felt something was really wrong. I turned around to the right window beside me. A lorry was moving towards us and crashed the car. We were brutally thrown out of the car. I barely able to open my eyes, once it is opened, I stared at the gloomy sky. Naught else can be heard except for my powerless heartbeat and breath as I let the rain washed away the bloods on my face until the black road turned red. I turned my face. Crystal’s body was laying beside me. Her face was three inches away. Why must all these happening to me? Why must she involved in this accident? I'm sorry Crystal, I'm sorry that I was too late to tell you about my feelings. I swear that I will love you until the end of my life. Lightning strikes as I moved my left hand and grasped her hand. I hold it tight like I will never let her go. “I love you Crystal...I love...you...”

            “An accident has occurred along the LDP highway which involves two students died on the spot. The driver, Kurt Cutterfield, 21 was driving heading to the church. Her best friend, Crystal Bowersox, 21 was believed to be married in one hour end up being a victim of the fatal accident. The accident took place for about two thirty in the evening, local time. According to the witness, the accident is because of the two students were struggling each other in the car but the reason is still unknown. The car was believed swerving to the other lane and tossed upside down before it is crushed by a lorry. The victims were found lying on the road while holding hands and facing each other. Their bodies were sent to a nearby hospital for a post mortem. I am Lily Morgan, world news, News Arena channel (NA).”